|Posted by Lady Summerset on May 23, 2014 at 12:20 AM||comments (0)|
Sister, My Sister
Sister my Sister, can I speak with you for a minute?
No, I don't want to hear your business, cause I ain't trying to be in it.
I'd just like to talk with you if I could and share my views on the lack of “real” sisterhood.
You see I'm guilty and maybe you are the same, of judging my sisters without even knowing their name.
I look at their shape, comment on their hair and talk about what they really should or shouldn't wear.
I roll my big eyes, I put my hands on my hips, and not a kind word comes out of my “got the nerve“ lips.
Why can't I just smile, wave and say “hey, I'm down with you sister, have a nice day“ We need to stick together, it would be great if we could, To promote unity, understanding and “real“ sisterhood.
Without it we have nothing, why not go for it all, for sisters united we stand, divided we fall.
So let's seize the moment, before the moment is gone. Grasp this message Sister
My Sister and PASS IT ON
|Posted by Lady Summerset on May 23, 2014 at 12:15 AM||comments (0)|
The cheerful girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout
stand, she saw them: circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box. "Oh please, Mommy. Can I
have them? Please, Mommy, please!" Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and
then looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face.
"A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2. If you really want them, I'll think of some extra chores for you
and in no time you can save enough money to buy them for yourself. Your birthday's only a week
away and you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma." As soon as Jenny got home, she
emptied her penny bank and counted out 17 pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share
of chores and she went to the neighbor and asked Mrs. McJames if she could pick dandelions for
ten cents. On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill and at last she had
enough money to buy the necklace.
Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She wore them
everywhere: Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only time she took them off is
when she went swimming or had a bubble bath. Mother said if they got wet, they might turn
her neck green. Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he
would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story. One night when he
finished the story, he asked Jenny, "Do you love me?" "Oh, yes, Daddy. You know that I love you."
"Then give me your pearls." "Oh, Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess-the white
horse from my collection. The one with the pink tail. Remember, Daddy?
The one you gave me. She's my favorite."
"That's okay, Honey. Daddy loves you. Good night." And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.
About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, "Do you love me?"
"Daddy, you know I love you." "Then give me your pearls." "Oh, Daddy, not my pearls. But
you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I got for my birthday. She is so beautiful and you
can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper."
"That's okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you." And as always, he brushed
her cheek with a gentle kiss. A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her
bed with her legs crossed Indian-style. As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling and
one silent tear rolled down her cheek. "What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?" Jenny didn't say
anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy.
And when she opened it, there was her little pearlnecklace. With a little quiver, she finally said,
"Here, Daddy. It's for you." With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's kind daddy reached out
with one hand to take the dime-store necklace, and with the other hand he reached into his pocket
and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine pearls and gave them to Jenny. He had
had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could give
her genuine treasure. So like our heavenly Father.
writer of story is Anonymous
|Posted by Lady Summerset on May 23, 2014 at 12:10 AM||comments (0)|
A Beautiful Woman
This was a submitted by a MySpace friend, please enjoy!
From: DaVida Paris
Date: Nov 29, 2008 3:00 PM
When I read this poem it reminded me of you Lady Summerset.
"You are a Beautiful Woman"
Below is a wonderful poem Audrey Hepburn wrote when asked to share her "beauty tips?" It was read at her funeral years later.
For attractive lips, speak words of kindness...For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child run his/her fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone... People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone.
Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you will find one at the end of each of your arms.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands; one for helping yourself, and the other for helping others.
|Posted by Lady Summerset on April 3, 2012 at 9:35 PM||comments (0)|
We always want something that we don't have! If we have straight hair, we want curly! If short and thick, we want to be tall and thin! What drives us to something that we are not or don't have?
We feel like we're missing out on something! Instead of being thankful for what we already have and how we are already wonderfully made!
The key is to thrive where you are! Embrace what you have and use it to the best of your capabilities! More comes as we consume and fill the space already given and space is made for more!
|Posted by Lady Summerset on January 31, 2012 at 9:50 PM||comments (0)|
The year openned with the need to face the fact that I needed to make some changes! Namely, my diet. Time to make healthier choices and move more! Time to make time! So, it's the last day of January and it finds me making changes that will help move me to a lighter weight!
I'll keep you posted as my journey to becoming some 30 pounds lighter by June!
|Posted by Lady Summerset on May 25, 2011 at 8:56 AM||comments (0)|
It's been a little while since I last blogged but felt the need to share a few thoughts of mine. One of the reasons that I haven't written lately is simply because of STUFF! So many distractions, situations, issues, and people and their stuff!
I looked around my bedroom yesterday and decided that I needed to get rid of some stuff! In reality, I realized that stuff was clutter! An overabundance of things that have overflowed the designed boundaries set for them! That's how I felt spiritually!
It's time to clean up and take control of my physical, emotionally, and spiritual spaces! It's not easy to "rest" in a place filled with clutter! I, however, realized that just throwing things out was not a simple remedy to this problem. I threw out a hat that I purchased from someone else but had never worn. My husband went into the plastic bag and said "your not going to throw this out, are you?" LOL! I said on a daily basis I'm throwing out something that:
1. Items that I haven't used in the last few years.
2. Things (projects) that I haven't finished or completed.
3. Clothes that I've out grown and cannot reasonably conceive myself to getting back into them.
4. Old papers, letters, and items from my past.
This is my starting point.
Stuff from your past, keep you from moving forward.
Projects left undone, haunt you.
Items not used recently are just sucking your energy and blocking you from present assignments that need your attention; and.
Clothes outgrown, gives you an immediate desire to run to the freezer and grab the tub of Butter Pecan Ice Cream!
Just a thought for today. I love you all and keep tuned for updates on this matter!
Father, I thank you for the knowledge to stop my foolishness and folly by over purchasing products, clothes, and jewelry. For everything that comes into my home or person, something must be deleted, trashed, donated, or given away. Help me Holy Spirit to be complete in you! To find my fulfillment in my calling and purpose as I return to the place (space) where I first knew you! This is do to find myself, In Jesus' Name! Amen!
|Posted by Lady Summerset on January 30, 2011 at 7:54 PM||comments (0)|
As I come to the close of our 30 days together on a journey to reinvent ourselves, we have encountered much. Many good days, some not so good days, and some days that we've just made it through! We come through saying "for the grace of God, go I."
Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. ~Anne Lamott
Grace: elegance or beauty of form, manner, motion, or action. 2. a pleasing or attractive quality or endowment. 3. favor or good will. 4. a manifestation of favor, esp. by a superior: It was only through the dean's grace that I wasn't expelled from school. 5. mercy; clemency; pardon: an act of grace.
I want to leave you with an excerpt of something I read on Grace:
Living A Life Of Grace
"Grace exists inside of all of us and around us. It is our inner beauty that radiates outward, touching everyone we meet. It is that unseen hand that comes from the divine, raising us up when we most need it. To be able to live in a state of grace is not based on worthiness, nor is it earned through good deeds, ritual, or sacrifice. Rather it is an unearned favor, freely bestowed and available to all, that is inherent to our birthright. All we must do is open our eyes to its presence and we will find and experience grace everywhere.
Grace is in the rain bringing relief to drought-ridden farms, and the unexpected lead for the perfect job opportunity that comes from a stranger. Grace is what happens to someone when they miraculously escape injury; it is even the simple events that happen to us that we call "good luck," like when we don't get a parking ticket after our meter has expired. Grace resides in the love between two people, the gift or check that comes unexpectedly in the mail, the cozy comforts that make up a home, and in the acts of forgiveness we bestow upon others. It is grace that moves us to go out of our way to help a stranger. In music, a grace note is the pause between notes that is so important to the pacing of a song. Grace is the state we are in when we are doing nothing but just being who we are.
When we accept that we always exist in a state of grace, we are able to live our lives more graciously. Knowing we are graced gives us hope, makes us more generous, and allows us to trust that we are taken care of even when we are going through difficult times. Grace is our benevolence of heart, and our generosity of spirit. Grace is unconditional love and the beauty that is our humanity. When we know that we are blessed with grace, we can't help but want to live our lives in harmony."--Daily Ohm
Thank you all for taking this journey with me. I leave these 30-days in pursuit of what He has calld me to do. Looking to fulfil destiny I pledge to employ all means necessary to accomplish this feat. I thank all of you who called, e-mailed, and sent your best wishes, I appreciated it more than you will ever know. It's been like a little peace of heaven. Thank you!
Father I thank you for all who I have met on this 30-day journey. My soul is filled to capacity, my desire has been renewed, and I rest in your presence. I've come to know that there is none like You. No one else can touch my life like you do! I could search all eternity long and find, there is none like You! Thank you Jesus!...Amen
|Posted by Lady Summerset on January 29, 2011 at 6:32 PM||comments (0)|
Create in me a clean heart, O God; And renew a right spirit within me. - Psalm 51:10
The Author of this verse was doing a "heart" check. He realized that somewhere down the line he missed the mark. Whether it was in action or in deed, it caught his attention. Have you've ever had one of those days? Your heart is heavy and you don't know why? Bitterness has become a companion instead of a visitor?
"Good morning heartache, you ole gloomy sight! Good morning heartache I thought we said good bye last night. Guess I'll get use to, you hanging around. Good morning heartache sit down." This was a song that a broken hearted lover would sing back in the day.
Heartaches are dangerous because we are always tempted to nurse them instead of growing past them. The Author wanted to be purged from his sin, he wanted to be renewed.
The "heart," because of its central location within the body, was considered the seat of all emotions, passions, appetites, intellect and moral faculties. It is, therefore, necessary to do a heart check to make sure that we are not falling or returning to the "old" self. The self that is centered on what it wants and what it needs!
David first repented and asked for forgiveness from God. He then asks for God's mercy and he then asks God to cleanse Him.
David uses this opportunity to confess that what he had done with Bathsheba was wrong. There were no "but ifs," "if she wasn't naked," or "I didn't mean to!" David recognized what was in him and without recognizing it and being cleansed from it he could not pleased God.
He also knew that his mind needed to be renewed, changed. Changed was necessary in order that he might keep his restoration state. He understood the working of the flesh and its desire to be pleased. So on today, let's do a heart search and draw closer to Him.
Dear Father, it's me standing in the need of prayer. I need a heart check. I need a renewing of my mind that I might please you and turn away from that which displeases you. As I drawer nearer to You the magnitude of the work of the Cross looms great! Thank you Father for your keeping power in Jesus' Name.
|Posted by Lady Summerset on January 28, 2011 at 9:21 PM||comments (0)|
The mind is a great battlefield. The Bible tells us that we have the mind of Christ because we have a personal relationship with Him, but we still have to allow or choose to "let" the mind of Christ be in control. Every day we are at war for the control of the mind. Who wins that war is up to us and the choices that we make.
Proverbs 23:7 tells us, "For as he thinks within himself, so he is" (NASB). In other words, what we think about powerfully influences who and what we will become. Our actions, our attitudes and habits are born in the mind, an offspring of the thought life we entertain.
We can literally change our life by changing how we think - but we cannot do it alone. God's standard and guideline for our thought life is very clear and demanding. In fact, it's completely impossible without God's power at work in our life.
"Think about the things that are good and worthy of praise; think about the things that are true and honorable and right and pure and beautiful and respected" (Philippians 4:8, NCV).
We choose what we watch and read, the conversations we have and the time we spend in the Word. If the mind is not filled with good, trust me, the enemy will fill it with bad. The human mind will always set itself on something. Paul is challenging us to wisely choose that setting, taking char
ge of our thoughts by inviting the Holy Spirit to empower God's standard for the mind.
My husband often says, "You can't keep a bird from flying over your head but you can keep it from building a nest in your hair." Now stay with me. Impure and wrong thoughts will come but we do not have to entertain them and invite them to "come on in and stay awhile." When we choose to surrender the control of our mind to God, He will honor that choice and give us the strength and power to think right. And when we think right - we will live right. -- GirlfriendsinGod.com
Lord, I confess to You that I often struggle with the way I think. I desperately need Your help. Please make me aware of the influences that draw my mind away from You and show me how to avoid each one. Teach me how to fix my thoughts on You and give me a hunger and thirst for Your Word. Today, I surrender the control of my mind to You, Father.
In Jesus' name,
|Posted by Lady Summerset on January 27, 2011 at 8:54 PM||comments (0)|
One day a man was going on a long trip. He needed his servants to take care of his property while he was gone, so he called them to him.
To the first servant he gave five talents of money. (A talent was not a coin, but a weight of a precious metal such as silver, and one talent was worth more than $1,000. So this servant received money worth more than $5,000.)
This man went to work at once using his money until he had doubled it. He now had ten talents instead of five.
The master gave the second man two talents. He probably thought the man was capable of managing that amount of money. The second man was successful also, and doubled his money. He began with more than $2,000 and now he had twice as much.
The third man was not as capable as the other two, but the master gave him one talent with the expectation that he would manage it well. He, too, could have increased his money, but he dug a hole and hid it in the ground.
After a long time the master returned. (Some think the master's trip is a picture of Jesus returning to heaven, and the return from the trip is the judgment of mankind.) He was ready for a report from the servants.
The man who had received five talents brought his money and showed the master that he had doubled it. He was happy to show his master the results.
The master was well pleased. He said, "Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will put you in charge of many things. Come and share your master's happiness!"
The man that had been given two talents showed the master that he had also doubled his money. He received the same words of praise as the first man who had received five talents.
The man who had received one talent dug up the talent he had buried and brought it to the master. He accused the master of being a hard man to work for, said he had been afraid, so he just buried his talent. He gave it back to the master saying, "See, here is what belongs to you."
The master was very angry with him and called him a wicked, lazy servant. He said the man should at least have put the money with bankers and received some interest. (Now the Jews could not charge nor receive interest from a fellow Jew, but they could get interest from a person who was not a Jew.)
The master took his one talent away from him and gave it to the man who had ten talents, and the one talent man was punished because he had not properly used the talent he had been given.
What can we learn from this story? We need to use whatever "talent" God has given us. It might be money or ability. If we use it wisely, He will increase it so that our lives will glorify Him.